"You are clear for landing...we look forward to recieving the package, over"

"Understood. Over and out."

"I did exactly what you said. Will you let me go now?"
"True, you did well, they suspect nothing. But your usefulness to us is at an end."

*BLAM!*

"Commence the assault!"

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On a seemingly insignificant asteroid, the Deadly Space Men are running a mining operation for energy resources. The Futurons, another branch of the seemingly loosly dispersed DSM race, are seeking to attack their far more prosperous brethren.

Their target: Hydrogen 3, the incredibly powerful element found only on the surfaces of barren atmosphereless moons and asteroids. A single tank of it is enough to power half a city, let alone a small army of murderous minifigures.

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Yellow excitedly awaits the freindly merchant who will bring the monthly shipment of weapons, beer, and other goodies.

"Hi!"

"Oh..."

*BANG!*

Futurons start pouring through the airlock...

Black somehow misses a point-blank shot

His yellow friend does not, killing the only other DSM in the crampt room.

The Black DSM, their leader, noticing the gunfire, rallies his troops to ready for battle.

He and the red Spaceman both grab Orange Transparent Chainsaws and move down with the others to cover the external airlock.

The whites, on their lunch break, quickly finish up

The armed one moves to cover the door whilst the other makes a dash for something else...

A parked hoversled!

The DSM ready response fire...

Yellow jumps out of his vehicle, eager to aid in the coming fight.

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*BANG!*

The first futuron is quickly mowed down by the blue and yellow spaceman's response fire.

Blue is then quickly dispatched by the next futuron.

Who is in turn killed as well.

He falls down to the ground in a pool of flash-frozen blood, the air violently sucked out of his lungs into vacuum.

More futurons continue to pour into the battlefield.

The DSM leader gets to the bottom of the steps.

Red jumps into the relative safety of a pit.

And fires, wildly missing any enemies.

Yellow and white take up flanking positions, thinking it better to stay out where they can ambush the futurons rather than go inside and start firing point blank in a confined space.

White gets into the vehicle and starts towards the killzone.

The yellow one moves towards it too, whilst the blue continues to snack, completely oblivious to the battle that is going on.

As the futurons move out both DSM miss badly.

Same story with the futurons

The blue one pays for his bad marksmanship with his head.

It lands somewhere a dozen metres away

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The futuron leader has an idea...

*CRASH!!!*

He lands safely, and kills the rider of the hoversled.

Red follows his example

He attempts to kill the snacking Spaceman, but misses.

Double kill by the futurons!

The blue futuron attempts to shoot the yellow DSM through the window, but fails.

You might notice the difference in quality and aspect ratio in the Overwatch pictures, that's because I took them with a digital camera, and all the others were with the webcam that I use for Brickfilming, you can see it in a couple overviews, it's amazing for close-ups.

An enjoyable battle and thankfully the DSM were triumphant against those Futuron poserboys. I has a sad the hoversled didn't get a chance to save the day, that set was my first ever set and is the most awesome vehicle in Lego existence.